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A funny thing happened while at my favorite Middle-Eastern eatery.
This place is a hole in the wall, but it does have the best falafels and hummus you can find. A couple of us are waiting in line so they can take our order when walks in the biggest class A asshole I've seen in a long time. He pushes past me (yes, pushes) and pushes past the lady in front of me and starts blurting out his order over the counter. I thought about kicking his ass, but this is the kind of story that just unfolds before your eyes, while you stand there wondering what planet this guy is from.
The girl he's giving his order to is still bagging someone else's take-out, and she has to drop what she's doing and get over to the register. He gets mad when she asks him to repeat the order. He gets mad when the price is 50 cents more than he expected to pay. He starts arguing over the 50 cents. She didn't capitulate, and he got even more upset. After he paid, he told her he'd be waiting on the patio outside and for her to bring his order out to him.
Once he left, all the waitresses started complaining about him in Arabic, sounding a little like rapid fire machine guns. Then the cook came out to find out what the fuss was about. He was carrying a meat cleaver the size of a small Volkswagen. Once he got in on it, he was just livid, and he was swinging that meat cleaver in the air like he was going to make this rude guy a part of the menu! I'll watch for the special on Long Pork Shawarmah.
They took the lady's order and took mine. We were all laughing by then. When I walked out with my food and I walked past him, he asked me "didn't I order before you did?" His tone was less assholish than it was inside, but I still glared at him and didn't tell him a thing.
I could have told him that his order was taking longer because the staff was preparing it special just for him. Probably not far from the truth.
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